Fiddler's Green

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1. As I walked by the dockside one morning so fair 
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   to view the still waters and take the salt air 
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   I heard an old fisherman singing this song 
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   "won't you take me away boys my time is not long." 
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R: Wrap me up in my oilskins and jumpers 
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   no more on the docks I'll be seen 
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   just tell me old shipmates I'm taking a trip mates 
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   and I'll see you some day in Fiddler's Green. 
2. Oh Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell 
   where fishermen go if they don't go to hell 
   where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play 
   and the cold coast of Greenland is far far away. 
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3. Where the sky's always blue and there's never a gale 
   where the fish jump on board with a swish of their tails 
   where you lie at your leisure there's nothing to do 
   and the skipper's below making tea for the crew. 
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4. When you get back in dock and the long trip is through 
   there's pubs and there's clubs and there's lassies there too 
   where the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free 
   and there's bottles of rum hanging on every tree. 
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5. Now I don't want a harp nor a halo not me 
   just give me a breeze and the swift rolling sea 
   and I'll play me old squeeze-box as we sail along 
   with the wind in the rigging to sing me this song. 
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